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remarcable - cash kidd lyrics

[intro]
i can’t hear
(cloudy beatz)
motherf*ckin’ right headphone went out
ayy, all these n*ggas hoes to me
for real
all of ’em
ayy

[chorus]
he let his b*tch wear his chain, she say her neck burn
just bust a n*gga two times, need a transfer
they ’bout to bring the chalk out like mr. ratburn
when i say i snuck the log in, it ain’t a password
cold b*tch, guaranteed make they head turn
big p, should’ve got sponsored by phat farm
i’m somewhere in a big mansion clutchin’ ladders
i’m in a ghost big*headed, call me casper

[verse 1]
b*tch say i’m actin’ fake, ho, who you is?
just brought a hundred out, they like, boy, what mood you in?
my son rich, he throwin’ tantrums in the newest benz
blue and red gucci 1s, he think he superman
all the baddest b*tches tell me i’m the rudest friend
i let her have what’s comin’ out like i’m the movie man
he gon’ learn, ring his bell, then school gon’ end
clip curl at the bottom like my shoes too big
h*ll yeah, i smacked that p*ssy*ass n*gga, so?
ironic how my b*tch flip out, she hear a no
i got one advice, motherf*cker, hit the road
these n*ggas snitchin’, pointin’ at each other, pigeontoed
i’m ridin’ solo with 200k in jewelry on
i feel like jim carrey ’cause i keep a stupid roll
she should’ve known when she look at me, she good as gone
put vvs, had to spell it out like boosie song
[chorus]
he let his b*tch wear his chain, she say her neck burn
just bust a n*gga two times, need a transfer
they ’bout to bring the chalk out like mr. ratburn
when i say i snuck the log in, it ain’t a password
cold b*tch, guaranteed make they head turn
big p, should’ve got sponsored by phat farm
i’m somewhere in a big mansion clutchin’ ladders
i’m in a ghost big*headed, call me casper

[verse 2]
she wanna cuddle, b*tch, never, but i’m flattered
tried to be humble, i just couldn’t hold my bladder
i’m chewin’ with my mouth open, where my manners?
my n*gga moni on the way, these n*ggas scared now
i hang with smooth criminals, you’ll never hear about it
just know he shot at every n*gga with a staring problem
i’m always on my ones and twos, i feel like aaron rodgers
brodie got tool under his belt, but it ain’t ferragamo
doin’ fraud, i made so much pape’ with pir— ayy
don’t even wanna say her name, i know the feds be watchin’
i feel like spongebob, i was at the very bottom
ironic, n*ggas savin’ b*tches like larry lobster
ironic, sh*lls through his house like gary by him
man, i got nurses beggin’ me not to wear no condom
i’m countin’ money, blowin’ ‘wood, starin’ at the mountains
just threw your b*tch off my line, feel like aaron donald
[chorus]
he let his b*tch wear his chain, she say her neck burn
just bust a n*gga two times, need a transfer
they ’bout to bring the chalk out like mr. ratburn
when i say i snuck the log in, it ain’t a password
cold b*tch, guaranteed make they head turn
big p, should’ve got sponsored by phat farm
i’m somewhere in a big mansion clutchin’ ladders
i’m in a ghost big*headed, call me casper

[outro]
she said— ayy
she’s like, “ooh, big daddy, yeah, go faster”
you know that d*ck remarkable, i’m a— ayy
yeah

- cash kidd lyrics

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